Porn makes us feel good. Even the feeling of being addicted to porn can feel good. Like having a lodestone, something to focus on. Even though this site is dedicated to helping good men free themselves from the iron grip of pornography, I’ll never deny that reality. Truth is our most potent weapon in the struggle.
We’re wired to enjoy sex and with the discovery of “mirror neurons” we now understand why watching sex feels almost as good as the real thing. Here’s the story from.
I think it’s fascinating. We enjoy watching sex so much because our brain makes it feel like we’re really doing it. Of course, we’ve known all along from experience that was true. But to learn the actual science behind it is great.
But, knowledge aside, here’s the problem: Once we turn away from the screen – even a hi-def screen – we are forced to realize it was all an illusion. A trick of the brain. We weren’t really with that woman, we didn’t really make that contact, we didn’t really interact or touch or get touched by a real, live, caring human being who loves us and accepts us and wants to share their life with us.
We are really alone.
The fact is, we were alone before we ever started using porn. Even if we’re married, we were still alone. Alone in our hearts. . . even while our spouse lay beside us.
Porn addiction isn’t just a lonely, solitary habit. It’s a habit of lonely, solitary men (and some women). Men using the power of their mirror neurons to create the illusion that they are not.
That why I titled this post “Dumpster Diving for Sex.”
Sexual stimulation by pornography is like digging for food in a dumpster. Sure, you may find stuff that was once good food in there, may even tastes pretty good for coming from a dumpster. But if you had a choice. . . if your life were not so impoverished. . .empty of any real, deep, quality. . .contact. . . If your life were better. . . different. . . richer than it is. If your life were what you wanted it to be. . . Would you ever even be tempted by the site or thought of eating out of. . . a dumpster?
It’s like the research they did into Rat Paradise.
What the heck is Rat Paradise? you ask.
I’ll have to tell you in another post.
God’s Best to You.